It wasn't until she entered Shi Da Ke's group that she saw a real first-class company among the top 500 in the world, and she also came into contact with the top domineering president - Tony Shi Da Ke.
She thinks this is the noble man in her life, the lucky star, because he is so awesome.
Handsome, rich, talented, and an Iron Man superhero!
Perfect and impeccable. If you really want to find any flaws, it might be that he is a little short. After all, in America, if you are less than 1.8 meters tall, you are considered a second-class disabled person.
She is as tall as him wearing high heels. I forgot to mention, Xiao Rongyu 168.
She is willing to be a mistress for such a person!
It wasn't until tonight that Xiao Rongyu felt that she was not just a tool for him to vent, but that he would also care about and worry about himself.
So happy.
"Okay, okay, my clothes are all wet." Ye Qingyang patted Xiao Rongyu's back, and he couldn't put it down because of the elastic touch.
"Come down quickly, you're going to die."
"I don't—" It was rare for Xiao Rongyu to act coquettishly with Ye Qingyang, so she hugged him tighter.
Fortunately, I have the same physical fitness as Captain America, otherwise Stark's small body, which has been hollowed out by alcohol and sex, may not be able to hold him.
After entering Xiao Rongyu's room, Xiao Rongyu got off Ye Qingyang, found a pair of men's slippers, bent down and put them on for him, not dissing him at all from covering his stinky feet all day long.
Looking at Xiao Rongyu who was squatting in front of her to change her shoes, the curve of her back was flat until her back was bulged.
"Do you want to take a bath?" Xiao Rongyu took Ye Qingyang's smelly socks and prepared to take them to the bathroom to wash them.
The fire in Ye Qingyang's heart became more and more intense. He walked over quickly and hugged Xiao Rongyu from behind.
"What are you doing?"
Xiao Rongyu's body stiffened slightly, then relaxed, and her body was as limp as a marshmallow in Ye Qingyang's arms.
"Let's take a shower. Do you want something to eat?"
"Eat you first—"
Ye Qingyang took her earlobe in his mouth.
Ye Qingyang's body suddenly softened and he said vaguely
"The curtains haven't been drawn yet—"
Her next words were blocked by Ye Qingyang and could no longer be said.
The autumn morning in New York was extremely cold, but Xiao Rongyu's bedroom was as warm as spring.
"What do you want to do?"
Xiao Rongyu was so frightened by Ye Qingyang that she quickly put on her clothes. The storm last night was too much for her. This morning, Ye Qingyang started to be lively again, and seemed to want to renew her relationship.
"Exercise in the morning is good for physical and mental health!"
Ye Qingyang was like a big bad wolf deceiving Little Red Riding Hood.
But Little Red Riding Hood, who has already suffered losses, cannot fall into the tiger's mouth again.
"I can't stand you anymore, I still have to go to work!"
"I am the boss, and I grant you a day off today!" Ye Qingyang got up refreshed and made breakfast.
When Xiao Rongyu went to the toilet, she felt like she was walking unsteadily and her legs were soft, as if she was stepping on cotton.
"Really, you can't be so aggressive just because someone is easy to bully." Xiao Rongyu blushed and looked at the poached eggs and sandwiches brought by Ye Qingyang.
"That's not because you are too tempting. I can't control you."
After breakfast, Ye Qingyang gave her a long good morning kiss and drove to the company in a happy mood.
"Tony, the Ministry of National Defense just called and asked you to attend the hearing!" Little Pepper said when she saw Ye Qingyang walking into the office.
"Place?"
Ye Qingyang pulled up a stool and sat across from Xiaojiao, with a desk between them.
Ye Qingyang just supported his face with his arms and stared at Peibo intently.
"In Washington!" Little Pepper checked the documents, looked up and saw Ye Qingyang's eyes full of fascination, and couldn't help but feel happy.
But she remained unmoved and said, "Why do you look at me like this? Is there something dirty on my face?"
"Do you know there is a poem by Rabindranath Tagore?"
"I don't like Tagore, I like Pushkin."
"The farthest distance in the world is when I stand in front of you and you don't know that I love you." Ye Qingyang said.
"I only know that if you don't leave yet, you will be late!" Little Pepper raised the corner of her mouth slightly and dialed HAPPY's number
"Immediately, immediately, prepare the car now to take our big boss to Washington, D.C.!"
Ye Qingyang shrugged
"You'll have no friends if you do this!"
Before he finished speaking, Pepper was pushed out of the office.
"If you rebel, let's see how I deal with you when I come back!"
Ye Qingyang shouted towards the closed office door.
An hour later, the Capitol in Washington, D.C.
"Mr. Stark, let us continue the topic we just discussed!" The Speaker of Congress kept banging the gavel in front of him. All the government officials and military representatives present were attracted by Ye Qingyang's constant whispering to Little Pepper behind him.
"Mr. Stark, please stop whispering!"
"Okay, dear." Ye Qingyang turned around and smiled.
"Haha-" The people present continued to laugh, and the Capitol building was filled with a happy atmosphere.
"Can you please listen to me attentively?" said the congressman who seemed to have a bun stuffed in his mouth.
"no problem!"
"Do you have a special weapon?" the MP said.
"No!"
"you have not?"
"I don't. It depends on what you think is a weapon." Ye Qingyang leaned back tactically.
"Iron Man counts as a weapon!"
"The device I invented is not a weapon!"
"Then how would you describe him?" The congressman's gray hair began to tremble.
"It is what it is! Senator!"
"What is it?" the MP began to induce.
"It is a high-tech prosthetic limb. This is the best adjective I can think of." Ye Qingyang argued.
"Hahaha-" The people present laughed even more happily.
"It's a weapon! It's a weapon!" The veins on the congressman's neck were exposed.
Ye Qingyang also raised his voice
“If you put the welfare of the people first—”
Before he finished speaking, the congressman interrupted him.
"No, my priority is to hand over the weapon Iron Man to the people of the United States of America."
Ye Qingyang folded his arms and said
"Don't even think about it. I am Iron Man. I and the Iron Armor are one. Handing over the Iron Armor means handing over myself. That counts as labor or selling one's body for money. It all depends on you. Which state it is in, I can’t tell you!”
There was another burst of laughter, but Xiaojiao, who was sitting behind Ye Qingyang, had a solemn expression, and her finger joints were slightly white due to tension.
This is the highest level hearing in the United States of America. Once it fails, Stark Industries will cease to exist.